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The enclosure door slammed shut.
Riot’s ears flattened immediately, his amber eyes snapping toward the unfamiliar figure now trapped inside with him. She was unlike the others—wild, feral, and clearly terrified enough to bite anything that came too close.
He could hear the handlers outside. Their muffled voices carried through the glass, waiting for something.
Riot didn’t move; he knew what they wanted out of him.